Hellraiser Lyrics

Hellraiser lyrics

Intro:

Es hermanos de lo que sido, amigo?
Try to play me close and get
loose
Try to play me close and get loose
(Damn, my ears are burning
hot!)
Damn, damn, damn, damn my ears are burning
hot!
Damn,goddamn,goddamn, damn my ears are burning hot!
Yeah, yeah,
yeah,

Verse One: Fashion

Damn my ears are burning hot
I think
I got fakin the funk
Motherfucks up in my spot
They know I'm gonna
blow
So they press up on
The crew like gets dissed
Like a fool when
I'm gone
SO GET OUT, AND LEAVE ME ALONE,
CLOSE MY DOOR!
I gotta
whisper cause I got
Some fuckin' ears on my floor
They're tryin' to catch
on
To see who I'm givin' the hoot
There it is square biz
Don't say my
kids
[Psycho Les]
All these phony motherfuckers wanna shake my
hand
And behind my back talk shit to the next man
Click, bam, a hit to
your block, you got beats, but stop!
Your shit is
wack!
[Fashion]
Yeah, you better keep it subliminal
Cause I don't
play, some say
My style's type criminal
And we can get down, yo for
real
Yeah, so whatever kid, do what you feel, sucker!

Chorus: repeat
4X

[P. Les] Try to play me close and get ghost,
sucker!
[Fashion]Beatnuts forever, die hard motherfuckers!

Verse Two:
Psycho Les, Fashion

You see me and I see you
But you still want to act
like
You don't see me, cool
Years ago an A&R dissed
Our fuckin' demos
and said
That shit was scarred
BITCH, YOU BIG-TIME BITCH YOUR
FOAMIN'
YOUR LABEL'S SHIT AND YOU'LL REGRET IT IN A MOMENT
Now you eat
pills, while I puff on the Phils
And still, you can't comprehend your
skills

You remember the time, only after I performed
You called my
hotel door, you want to blow me like a storm
But Blue, no matter what you
do
You can't trick this kid
Too cool, I thought you knew,
fool!

Chorus

Verse Three: Fashion, Psycho Les

Now I got
you trapped, feelin weak and nervous
Word up, cause I be strapped like the
Secret Service
The cops they run me down for the guns I be wielding
I'll
murder a force to get lost between buildings
Time to go to war, it's been a
raiser, now I'ma flip
Rippin more niggaz than an axe in a horror
flick
Doin mad crime, I remember the days well
The demon inside of me had
invited me to raise hell

I don't want to have to snuff nobody
I just
drink my twenties with coke with Bacardi
Try to play me close and get ghost,
sucker!
Beatnuts forever, die hard motherfuckers!